Bianca
As I looked for my mate, letting my eyes roam farther, all I could see was a sea of flowers and the blue horizon.
I had the funny sensation that I remembered this place from a dream, from many dreams. Yes, my soul has already wandered through these fields and lay within the flowers.
Looking around once more, I felt the sweet melody of the place whisper in my ears. Lullabies and children’s songs resonated within my heart.
“Meet me beyond the realms,
where the flowers touch the skies,
surrounded by invisible elms,
there you shall rise.
Drawing wings to be free,
there you will finally see,
What you didn’t know you’d missed:
A mirror of sun where my reflection exists,” I sang to myself as the memory bloomed within me like a secret flower.
Realisation fell on me sof
